“I meant, ride my wolf,” His face turned red. “No, that doesn’t sound right at all! I meant since you prefer not to shift, would you rather get on the back of my wolf?”
He lets out a tired sigh, his face the color of a tomato.
Running a hand down his face, Jeremy looked at me pleadingly. “That doesn’t sound right either, but you understand, right? Please say you understand.”
I decided to take him out of his misery. “As fun as it was to see you panic, I do understand what you meant.”
As if to hide away his embarrassment, he shifts into his wolf. I gaped with wonder as a wolf with fur of light ash appeared before me, remnants of clothes falling all around us. Jeremy’s wolf form was as beautiful as his human form, his fur luscious and his eyes bright, the baby blue eyes of his were more
